Catching Hope

Looking for the grace of God that surrounds us

The Eagle Has Landed

Sometimes people ask me why I chose to do pediatric nursing.  Somehow I get the feeling that they are expecting a great, philanthropic, heartwarming answer.

Not so, my friends, not so.  I do indeed love pediatrics, really I do.  Kids are great.  However, my decision to pursue little people occurred one day when I was in nursing school.

It was a hectic morning for the nursing students.  We all filed in to the general med-surg floor of our local hospital, properly attired completely in white and looking something like a gang of Storm Troopers with ponytails.  But that’s another issue for another day.

Anyhow we got there, frantically swept through our paperwork, and had just started on prepping our meds for the day when the call came through on the intercom system.  Nurse so-and-so answers.


*”Yes, Mr. Jones?”

*The Eagle Has Landed.


*The Eagle Has LANDED.


*(the meaning dawns on the nurse answering the intercom) Oohhhhhh, I see……

At this point the nursing students (plus one floor nurse) were sent down to assist in Mr. Jones’ room.  When we got there–well–you see….

Let me summarize and spare you the details.  Mr. Jones was a large man.  In fact, 700 lbs large.  He was quite cheerful–jovial even.  However, some kind night nurse had just given Mr. Jones a rather potent laxative before she left for the night.

This was quite strategic on her part.  Not only did she not have to deal with the after-effects, but there were 7 nursing students available for–shall we say–damage control.

It was in this moment that I decided pediatrics was the way to go.  Sorry, everyone, who assumed I chose pediatrics only because I was being kind and having happy thoughts about children.  Simply put, I decided to do pediatrics because of a 700 lb man and a laxative.

Granted, in the end, my decision to work in pediatrics was more than just this experience.  However it was I got here, though, I’ve been loving each moment.  : )

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Not Me!–Wednesday???

Not Me Monday is inspired by MckMama at….it is a place for us all to NOT admit all the crazy things that we did certainly didn’t do this week….

This week, Not Me Monday (Travel Version!!)  comes to you two days late… : )

I ALWAYS know exactly what my plans are.  Therefore, I most certainly DID NOT get the date for my flight to Canada mixed up and think I was leaving on Monday instead of Sunday.  Nope, not me.  Nor did I buy the ticket without thinking through the fact that on Sunday, I was to finish work at 4:30 pm–when my flight was to take off at 5:50 pm for Toronto.

Then, I most certainly did NOT play games with friends on Saturday night, neglecting to finish my packing for my trip.  Neither did I forget to do an essential errand before leaving.  This most certainly did NOT cause a domino effect of frantic-ness in the two hours before takeoff.

Once I arrived safely in Toronto (due no doubt to the many prayers of my family!), I did NOT go to eat a muffin and then find out I had just put about half of the muffin wrapper in my mouth.  NOPE, I always look before I eat.  (Incidentally, this caused a dilemma–does one simply chew the wrapper and swallow it, figuring that it’s just added fiber?  or does one try to politely spit it out somehow? if one spits it out, how does one do it politely, anyway?)

More to come on the trip later, I am sure.  If you’d like to join in the Not Me! Monday fun, head over to to find out how!

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Recently, a woman at church stopped me and said hello.

I said hello back.

She asked if I was married; I responded that I wasn’t.

Now, at this point, most people say something to the effect of, “Oh, well, hopefully someday!”, or “He’ll come along!”, or the ever-popular, “Once you’re satisfied in the Lord, he’ll come!”.

She said, “Good!”

And then in response to my quizzical look, she explained that people get married so soon they don’t have enough time to be effective for the Gospel.  I won’t get into my thoughts on that, maybe another day…

But then she said, quite emphatically, with a rather dramatic waving of her arms, “Congratulations!”

I thanked her, giggled to myself, and went on with my day.  I can’t say as I’ve ever been congratulated on my singleness before!

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Hello, my name is H1N1…what’s yours?

Your Friendly Home Care Nurse Reminder:

If your home care nurse is coming, please warn her of your possible H1N1 virus, so that she can properly prepare herself with Personal Protective Equipment.  Even if you think she looks ridiculous in it.  Because chances are she thinks that too, but would rather look like the Smurf with Goggles than have to go home and sanitize everything she brought, as well as herself, in the middle of her day.

So far I’m 3 for 3 in the ILI (influenza-like illness) daily count.  : )  Everyone please, please wash your hands.  : )

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Another day, another…..monkey?

Friday, October 2, 2009.

1:42 pm:

I am at my little three year old patient’s house.  Mom brings him up from his room where he had been napping.  He sleepily lays down on the couch and stares at me, deadpan expression on his face.

1:44 pm:

Huge smile breaks out on three year old’s face.  Sideways, he looks at me.  And asks,

“Are you a monkey??”

I reply, “No, I don’t think so…do I look like one?”

He says emphatically, “YES!!”

This is the second time now within the past several months that I have been asked by a three year old if I am a monkey.

Should I be concerned?

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